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the lost princess of landia

Author: Ruben_Baidoo
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[Participating in Webnovel Spirit Awards 2022] [Mature content warning!!] *** The world has changed... Majestic Dragons snored on stunning mountain peaks, waiting for a worthy vermin to prey on. Elves roamed through the tranquil silence of the forests paying their respects to the Godly World tree. Humans were sinful as always, but no one could compete with the Demons and the malignant Archdevils. Demon Beasts ran amok through the great wilderness, hunting for their prey. Barbarians live isolated. Far from the darkness of the world, silently worshipping and prostrating before the enormous and brilliant Sun. And there were many other variants and species that one could not fathom to believe, existed. It was Vibrant and tranquil yet Deadly and Toxic. But... The world was not always like this. It was not as majestic as it was now. It was far worse, perhaps. But. It doesn't matter anymore. The world was no more. It was lost. Far back in time. Nevertheless, as the impending sense of danger came close yet again after 800 years into the future, a man is awakened from the long slumber he was put into. He was lost. Crippled and broken. With no family and no one to show him the way, he was utterly out of place in this new world.No one knew his name, nor his face. His name was Adam. A man from the past.One of the 8 surviving humans of the lost Era. He was bestowed with a mission. A mission, to be honest, he didn't want to complete. Not a mission to save the world. It was grand.Yes.But to uncover its secrets. To improve it and usher in an Era of Peace. To prevent a war. A pipe dream.A fantasy. But he went on this difficult journey anyway. Despite being crippled. He had to honour his stepfather, perhaps. Or it was the information about a possible cure for his body, present in this Era which propelled his desire for power. Or else he would have considered committing suicide rather than living like a cripple in such a world where Darwin's Survival Theory reigned supreme. But even then....the world was a mess! It was as if the whole world was thrown back into its dark ages, the only difference being the presence of magic. Slavery Existed. Genocides and human experimentation were as common as they could be. Wars we're like the bread and butter of this world. How would a crippled man like Adam survive? Crawl with a sword? Beg for mercy? And coincidentally his stepfather gave him an objective to achieve. But How? And miraculously there was a cure for his crippled body as well? Where and How? And how far was he willing to go? How many lands was he willing to traverse? How many betrayals and fights was he going to face with his crippled body? How many beasts was he going to fight? Will he even live long enough? Does he even have the willpower to go through such a difficult ordeal, confronting deadly and ferocious creatures? Demon beasts?Dragons?Demons? Trolls?Orcs?Vampires?And the most sinful race, the humans? Only time could tell. And time was what Adam lacked. *** Join him as he overcomes his feeble self and sheds his skin to soar to the heights of the new world. And what would he do when he reached that height? Only time would tell... *** Note:The cover is not mine.If you are the owner and if it bothers you. Please do contact me. I do not bite. :-P

Degenerate_Sage · Fantasy
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"Hello there, you lovely little primitive creature you, your incredibly handsome scholar, Null is here. Not just to be the most dashing, charming man in existence, but who with his incredible kindness, is here to make this primitive summary just for you. " "You'll soon experience increased dopamine levels as you're greeted by the pure joy of knowing, knowing the truth of your pitiful, small, and pointlessly inconsequential existence as it is transferred through your sensory organs, to be carved deep inside your mind. " "Oh, what's that, this isn’t a summary? Wait a moment, WAIT, You mean to tell me, ME, THAT A SUMMARY IS NOT SUPPOSED TO POINT OUT THE READERS INSIGNIFICANCE!? Well I say NAY TO THOSE SACRIGELIGIOUS WORDS! IN FACT IT IS THE LIES OF THOSE CONFOUNDING CORPORATIONS, yes, IT’S ALL THEM, EVERYTHING IS THEIR FAULT AFTER ALL!” *Cough* "... Anyways, moving on." "Being the incredibly generous being known as myself, I couldn't, in good conscience, keep all this juicy knowledge to myself. I mean it’s almost a felony not to share, and well wouldn’t you know you little meme savages seem to enjoy these primitive words.” *Cough* I need my daily dose dose of verbal abuse, go on hit me harder. I need to get high off the fumes of troll rage. *Cough* “Hm? Sorry did you say something just now? No, well I’m sure it was nothing.” ...Of course I think that's enough suspense for now wouldn’t you say! Now, I'm sure you insignificant multi-celled organisms are currently biting your appendages, precariously balanced at the edge of your seating apparatuses, eagerly anticipating the promised summary. Well, without further ado let my eloquently worded primitive language skills wow your minds!” Standing atop a steep cliff face is a lone woman, her hair a dark blue, crystal clear blue eyes, and a weathered face. Her toned and scared body is completely covered by a scavenged outfit with a self-evident history of wear and tear. Looking over the forest top towards the horizon and setting sun, the woman can't help but stop for a moment to ponder the nature of her life. 'It was all so simple once, living in the mountains, just the three of us, me, Pa', and Ma. We laughed, we celebrated, everything was nice, normal, safe, FINE. Yet, I suppose it was always there, that niggling feeling in the back of my mind. Even if I never wanted to acknowledge it existed, it was the fear born from bearing witness to one of those non-existent monsters at one time or another.' 'I think I'd always known in the back of my mind that the world wasn't entirely right, If I had just faced the truth sooner then maybe, just maybe... No nothing would have changed would, not in the face of those twisted things and their splinters. Now, there's no time for regrets, what's done is done, and looking back will only invite their brand of madness faster.' Suddenly swiveling her head behind she stared into the forest at a section of think underbrush. The small crunch of leaves was the only indication that a hidden trespasser was there. Thinking for a moment she shouted “Come out". After a moments hesitation, a young woman with golden hair and glittering green eyes emerges from the forest. She seems to be slightly apprehensive, but after a moments hesitation she speaks, her voice soft and gentle "The guys were saying we needed to go, one of them swore they caught the scent for a few seconds." sighing quietly the unnamed woman slowly looks back towards the setting sun taking moment for her silent resolution 'I will survive, I will live, I will respect the fallen, and help the living, but, I WILL NEVER FORGOT THOSE THINGS, AND I WILL HUNT EVERY LAST ONE DOWN IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO," The woman slowly turns back walking towards the forest. She nods to friend before responding. "Alright, let's get back and pack up before we off again." Her friend completely unaware of the women's inner monologue simply follows her lead as they head deeper into the forest.

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